The Great Judgement Morning

I dreamed that the great judgment morning
Had dawned and the trumpet had blown
I dreamed that all nations had gathered
To judgment before the white throne

From the throne came a bright shining angel
And he stood on the land and the sea
And swore with his hand raised to heaven
That time was no longer to be

And oh what weeping and wailing
As the lost were told of their fate
They cried for the rocks and the mountains
They prayed but their prayers were too late

The rich man was there but his money
Had melted and vanished away
A pauper stood there in the judgment
His debts were too many to pay

The widow was there and the orphan
God heard and remembered their cries
No sorrow in heaven forever
God wiped all the tears from their eyes

And the souls that had put off salvation
Not tonight I'll get saved by and by
No time now to think of religion
At last they must find time to die

And oh what weeping and wailing
As the lost were told of their fate
They cried for the rocks and the mountains
They prayed but their prayers were too late